LuMikkel

I dreamed that I was playing Counter-Strike in "real" life, moving with my dream body instead of controls. I forgot specifics, other than a part where I threw a flashbang through a gate, ran through and found three enemies crept up in a corner, blinded, but I won a very tough match on a map that was a mix between de_dust2 and with elements that looked like parts of a griefed Minecraft house.

Standing in my room looking out of my window on the road across the field. It's dark and it's snowing heavily. I see front lights paving the way for a bus. I know that there will be two girls, one of which I knew a long time ago and the other her friend, getting out of that bus to come hang out with me. I wonder why the bus doesn't stop by the red house at the road going down the hill to my driveway, and instead just keeps driving out of sight. A few seconds later, I see it reversing back up to the red house and the two girls get off. I watch the two from my window as I get more and more anxious. I turn the light out in my room so they won't see me spying, but I am quickly distracted by my bedroom being a mess. In panic I clear as much of the mess I can in a hurry and notice I'm wearing old unacceptable clothes. I try to be calm trying to find proper clothes to put on as my mother calls from the bottom of the stairs "Mikkel I think you have guests", while on the inside I'm spiraling down into a pool of awkward anxiety, almost at the edge of having an anxiety attack.

When I get down in the living room, a long table has been set up and the two girls are sitting by the end. I reach out to give the brunette - the one I knew once - a hug, when she had awkwardly reached out her hand for a handshake. "Oh well okay" she says and laughs. I sense she's just as awkward and confused as I am, while her friend just seems kind of sulky. I sit down facing the brunette, our eyes catch and I wake up.

I dreamed that outside my room which is on the first floor, everything was dark, and you had a strong feeling of something watching you, almost like ghosts creeping around the hallway with malicious intents. There were people with me, but I don't remember who, and I don't remember our conversations. I walk down the stairs and come to the floor below. The feeling of being watched is stronger and grows more toward the feeling of being chased. The air gets more dense, the light in this hallway is slightly more of a red tone instead of the nightly dark blue tone. I start seeing corpses and carcasses, bloody rib-cages ripped open with the limbs torn off, lying around. A guy I'm with says we shouldn't go deeper. We go deeper anyways, down the next flight of stairs. As we go deeper, the place becomes more horrifying. More violent carcasses, red hellish lighting, and you can almost see and feel the malicious spirits move around in the air, gazing at us. We start hearing the screams of people getting murdered. Bones and carcasses still lay scattered around, like some messy slaughterhouse dealing with humans, except the place looked more and more like a cavern and was too dark to see far. A guy I'm with says: "We should stop here. If we go any further, the ones with four eyes will appear, and any further than that, they will tear our limbs off." I'm curious what those four-eyed things would be, so I want to keep going, before I come to the sudden realization that the corpses, carcasses and bodyparts weren't just brought here for decoration; something might do that to us. "Alright let's get out of here." I say, and we rush up the staircases, panicking more and more until we get back into my room and close the door.

Dreamed that I found a white plastic bag, which was shaped like it had some papers in it.
From that plastic bag, I pulled out a backpack.
From that backpack, I pulled out a hot air balloon.
Everyone on the beach was mirin' my hot air balloon.
A cute brunette came up and talked to me. Took that bitch for a ride.

Very lovely dream

I walk into the bus by the side of the road at the McDonald's cross in Grenå, say good day to the bus driver and the bus drives off. Weird thing is, it's like my dream "camera" is stuck on the pavement. Since my body has driven off with the bus, I am unable to move and can only look around. I find that kind of weird, think it might be a dream, so I look around. Could it be a dream? Nah, everything looks too normal, especially the traffic-ridden roads and those moody-looking twins walking along the other side of the road like a mirrored version of each other. No way that's a dream.

I was setting up a small booth with fruit from the garden, by the road behind our barn. Filled it with strawberries and cherries. A passing woman said "you need to put some coffee and cake in there too", so I walked around the barn to our front yard where how fortunately, my mom had put some cake up for me to use. Cut to me walking along the road behind our barn, when a mechanical insect scatters across the driveway in which my father is standing, watching.

Dreamed I was in some place for singles to meet. Eyed some girl whom I spoke to. She looked at me but looked like she had nothing to respond with. She walked toward me, and in my dreamy state I thought she weas going to hug me, but she stepped to the side to hug a guy behind me instead and left with him. Felt extremely bummed out. The dream printed a clear message in my head, almost like solid letters: "You are not attractive and you are incredibly uninteresting on first contact encounters. Do something about it."

I was in some office building fighting off bad guys Splinter Cell (stealthy) style. Near the end, I stop fighting them and just use my ninja skills to creep past them which turned out to be much faster. Eventually I get out of the building and my dream is like "You completed the dream faster than expected. You're free to walk around lucid and do as you please."
So I spent that dream walking around on desolate streets, noticing how there was absolutely no difference from real life, and that both fascinates and scares me. The streets were foggy and all traffic lights were stuck on yellow. I was freezing (my window was open) so I walked around touching the yellow lamps, some of which were covered in spider webs, to heat my fingers. Strange thing is, it worked.
A kid walked past me on the sidewalk. I got the sudden strong urge to push him. I tried to fight the urge, but I couldn't resist. I lashed my hand out toward him. I managed to stop my hand mid-air, but since I have superpowers in my dreams, I expected the kid to get blown into the wall behind him by the invisible force released by my hand. Strangely, nothing happened, he just kept walking.

I took a walk past a big hill not too far from my home, named Jernhatten (The Iron Hat). Past Jernhatten I found a giant mountain, complete with snow at the top and everything. On the side of the mountain was engraved a massive plasma-screen. I looked around to see if I would disturb anyone by turning it on. Nobody was around, so I turned it on and put a music video on. I then walked around the mountain till I came to the beach. I swam across the shore, and found myself in my kitchen, putting whipped cream on a half-eaten ice cream cone, while having my mom send me mean looks.